Everyone Thinks That We're Perfect

Indigo’s sapphire blue eyes watched her mottled features as she looked up at him with a very vague answer to his question. He tilted his head curiously, she mentioned it being different and he couldn’t disagree. Even he hadn’t seen everything that Boreas had to offer, but if she lived in Auster her entire life it wouldn’t take long to see the easy comparisons. Duchess grew quiet and Indy didn’t interrupt the quiet even as she nuzzled him briefly and took a step away from him. Indigo was fully aware she was struggling within, but he was powerless to help or do anything but what he was now. Offering his shoulder and giving her his time.

The massive maned man took a step to followed after her, realizing she wasn’t eager to talk. She didn’t give him a question in return, barely offered an answer, and seemed obviously sad. He lowered his head, massive black paws tracing her steps slowly. Duch stopped suddenly and she turned back around to face him ,Indigo expected her to speak, but as she gazed up into his features there were no words to hear.

She took in and released a heavy breath, obviously relaxing into her paws as she stood before him. Indigo tilted his head slightly but she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his own. He could feel how needy she was, like they hadn’t been affectionate in weeks when they’d only snuggled the night before. Indigo lifted a dark paw to her cheek and dove into her affection, returning the passion she offered him. Bright blue eyes closed as he leaned into her and welcomed this sudden show of tenderness.

Indigo Arcturus Fatalis